I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19176 | 2018-04-05 01:01:00 | 169.99 | 98% |
| 14327 | 2017-04-22 23:47:48 | 171.08 | 94% |